blue fantasy

Collapse, disintegrate.

"...But before that, I have something else to ask of you."

Yang Ping gritted his teeth, frowned in thought, and said in a low voice.

"Do you still remember the team song of Takeshi Junior High School's basketball club? Shouldn't you forget it?"

"I remember."

Ayako denies it.

"Every time there is a competition, they will be organized to cheer on the spot."

"So you can still sing?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

"Mitsui is now alone in the basketball gym... He hopes to have someone to comfort him. He takes all the responsibility for the loss. I think in his heart... it must be extremely sad..."

Yohei told Ayako the conclusion he had reached after long consideration.

"It's obviously a movement of five people, why... what are you thinking? I said you, what are you thinking?"

Suddenly realizing the problem, Ayako stared at him with a pale face.

"Do you want me to meet him?"

"Yes!"

Yang Ping nodded heavily, cheered up, and said loudly.

"You go to meet him, have dinner with him, sing the team song, and give him some comfort and encouragement. Then you come back! It won't be too long, it won't take two hours, I'll wait for you here, Until I see you..."

"Do you want me to meet Mitsui-senpai?!"

"That's right, let him cheer up first."

He hoped that Ayako would go to Mitsui and sing to him, cheering him up and cheering him up—even though Yohei told her this because Mitsui lost the game and was depressed, it was still contrary to common sense.Ayako looked at him in disbelief.

"Have you lost your mind?"

Yohei spent the afternoon walking up and down the streets, lost in trouble and confusion.In the evening, he stared at the dim sky and came to the above conclusion.

"Please don't make fun of me!"

Ayako turned and left.Yang Ping hurriedly followed closely.

"I'm serious about discussing this with you."

"Why should I do this?"

"You can sing the team song, right?"

"Can sing!"

"Then sing it to him and encourage him well."

"Just make a phone call, it's not my turn to do this kind of thing!"

"You must come forward in person, I hope you can go there in person."

Yohei's tone became slightly heavier.Mitsui hates to confide his thoughts to unrelated people, otherwise he would not give up basketball, bad for two years.Now that he has allowed himself to give up on himself again, what Miyagi said is not an exaggeration.It can be imagined that Mitsui's mood was so low that even he was at a loss.

"Are you not worried at all? I'm going to see Mitsui-senpai, so you don't mind?"

Ayako blushed angrily.

"Didn't you ask me to date you just now?"

"I do not care."

Yohei answered in the affirmative.

"As long as you think that we can be together without any worries in just two hours, you can rest assured. This is for our future... and I don't want to care about it..."

"..."

"I don't want to look back and forth."

"It's over with him..."

"Mitsui is very lonely around him now, and there is no one to share his pain."

Yang Ping whispered.

"Mito-san..."

"To take you away from him like this, to be honest, I feel more conflicted. I don't believe you, Shimizu..."

He lowered his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly, then said again.

"I asked you to go to him tonight to test you...I didn't plan to talk about this at first, I'm not sure about you, I'm worried that you still like Mitsui..."

Ayako stood there in a daze, speechless.

"Encourage him well and come back on time as planned."

Yohei silently took off the watch from his wrist and gently put it in her hand.

"This is an agreement between me and you, to say goodbye to him, I will wait here..."

After finishing speaking, he stared at her dazedly, showing a firm smile.This is definitely not sympathy for Mitsui, and of course it is impossible to base it on the standpoint of friendship. This cannot be explained clearly with some flashy words.Just for himself, he would rather trust Ayako.

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The night sky is blue and blue, vast and indistinct, clean and clear, like soft black satin.The moon is like a cool white pear blossom, quietly blooming in the night.The stars are also like the clear teardrops of a girl who are about to fall, clean and bright.

Ayako carried the fresh ingredients she bought from a nearby convenience store, feeling lingering and confused.After thinking about it for a long time, I came to the conclusion that it is good to give him the food, and singing the team song is not necessary, let alone eating together.Anyway, the other party seemed to have no intention of treating her body well. The only thing she could do was to buy him some nutritious dinners.This is the compromise point that can be found between Yohei's request and his own confusion.

She looked sadly at the dim light projected from the gap at the bottom of the basketball gymnasium door, and an uncontrollable pain slowly hit from the bottom of her heart.It has been several days since the last unexpected kiss, and the two have not seen each other since.After losing the game, the proud man sat in the basketball gym without eating or drinking, accepting the torture from the depths of his soul alone.Everyone recognized him, only he himself could not get rid of the shackles of remorse, he... was actually making atonement...

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The night lights cast a dim halo listlessly, and the huge basketball hall was silent, deathly silent.Mitsui leaned stiffly in a dark corner like a stone sculpture, and the wall clock hung high above the beam, making a monotonous "tick" sound, as if time had frozen and stopped abruptly at this moment.

There was a fine knocking sound of "pa-pa-pa..." outside the door, and the sound hovered slowly in the empty venue, which seemed extraordinarily deep.

Mitsui turned a deaf ear and remained silent.The knocking sound continued, he frowned slightly, turned his face away impatiently, staring at the vast twilight beyond the high window.How many times have you thought that wishes that can only be realized in dreams, as long as you can stand here again and touch the basketball again, you will be able to regain everything you lost.In the end, I realized that this was just a joke made by time. There is nothing in the world waiting for you to pick it up. The reality is merciless and cruel killing.

"Senior Mitsui..."

A crisp and soft girl's voice sounded.

"Are you in there?"

Mitsui was startled, and slowly turned his gaze, staring blankly at the tightly closed door, silently.

"……do not do that."

There was a hint of sadness in Ayako's voice, and her heavy expression could almost be seen.

"No matter what, we must cheer up first..."

Mitsui felt a burst of uncontrollable anger rapidly expand from his chest and explode. He stood up violently, and moved towards the exit step by step... Then there was a loud bang, and the door of the basketball hall was violently pulled open. , smashing to both sides with a strong impact force.Ayako took two steps back in horror, looking up at him.A sharp cold light shot out from Mitsui's eyes, like a wild beast in a cage finally grabbing its prey, staring at Ayako firmly, and advancing step by step.Ayako covered her mouth in horror, she had never seen Mitsui like this before.Even in bad times, it's never been so out of control, the kind of intense anger that comes from injuries is almost burnt out.

"excuse me."

She tried to stay calm, smiled, and raised the plastic bag in her hand.

"Have you had dinner yet?"

Mitsui stared blankly at Ayako who made a surprise visit.

"What are you doing here?"

Listen to his bad tone.Ayako briskly took out a bottle of tea and stuffed it into his hand.

"Bring the food and go."

Mitsui looked at the tea in his hand with a cold expression.

"Then... I'm going back. Mitsui-senpai, please take care."

Putting the plastic bag full of ingredients into the rest area of ​​the venue, Ayako said goodbye.However, Mitsui felt resentful, and threw the tea in his hand into the environmental protection bucket next to him.

"Don't you want to eat?"

Ayako was surprised and hurriedly stopped.

"Who sent you here?"

"Why throw it away?"

"...Mito asked you to come, right?"

"Didn't you have dinner yet?"

"...I came here after listening to Mito..."

"Senior Mitsui..."

"You came to see me because of him?!"

"I worry……"

"Worry?"

Throwing her against the granite corner wall on the side of the museum, propping up the wall with one hand, he approached her cheek and sneered.

"Did you come to see how miserable I am?"

"……No."

Immediately deny his statement.

"I didn't come because he called me... I came because of Mitsui-senpai!"

"Look at how pitiful I am?!"

He was annoyed and assertive, and his tone was explosive again.

"no!"

Ayako didn't give in, she shook her head excitedly and stammered.

"The purpose of my coming is to help you... I want to help you... It's just a loss, it doesn't matter... As long as you win all the next games, isn't it good? Don't trap yourself Here, self-pity and self-harm..."

"Self-pity and self-harm?"

He murmured and repeated.

"You stupid woman... know what? You broke into my life talking to yourself, made a mess of everything, and then walked away. Now you come to tell me not to feel sorry for myself, and treat me like a fool ?"

His face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he punched out violently.Ayako let out a soft cry of "Ah", and instinctively closed her eyes in shock, the wind blowing past her ears, and the hair on her temples fluttered... Mitsui's fist hit the wall next to her ear hard.Ayako trembled and turned to look, his knuckles were dripping with blood.

"you……"

Shocked, Ayako held up his bleeding hand in a panic, and said anxiously.

"What...what to do...why treat yourself like this?"

"No need to be hypocritical."

Mitsui lowered his eyes, slowly withdrew his hand, turned and walked away for two